A few days before Zhao Xianzong fused the heart of the plane, Yucheng was already overcrowded.

All the monks of the eleven cities of the human race gathered here, except for a few people who knew about it, most of the low-level monks were all smiling, because the human race finally stood tall in the midst of these ten thousand races.

The earth-shattering battles of killing birds, killing elves, and slaying demons decades ago brought indelible trauma to the human race, but at the same time, they also swept away the worries of thousands of years of caution and anxiety.

The Terrans are finally on their feet!

Today may be the beginning of another battle for the Terrans!

The human race will once again stand on the top of this race!

However, the hundreds of human clan powers in the Yucheng City Lord's Mansion were all solemn at this time, not as high-spirited as the hundreds of millions of monks in the city.

"The floating islands we seized have been explored, and there are a large number of unidentified objects coming towards our planet at a rapid pace!" Anton said with a solemn face.

Hearing this, everyone was gloomy but no one made a sound, obviously they already knew the news.

A breeze blew through the hall, and the Terran powers, who were already invincible to the cold and heat, felt a slight chill from the bottom of their hearts.

"How many people are coming from Ancheng Lord?" The voice was a new city lord, full of white hair, and those eyes that should have been dazzling, but at this time, they were slowly worried.

"Too many to count!" replied in a deep voice as Anton looked around.

"The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings!" Wang Dashan sighed.

"Bang Dang"

Qin Baiying stood up suddenly, the silver armor around her body clanged, Russia's posture, compelling heroism, she was really a heroine!

"What are you afraid of! Even if they are gods, there is only one death!" Qin Baiying said resolutely.

"Yes, how could our human race ever be afraid of anything? A thousand years ago, the heavens and the earth changed greatly, and our clan was as weak as the grass mustard, didn't it also have today's power? Decades ago, killing all the clans was like slaughtering dogs, how come today we are not as good as a mere female stream?" Huo Ran, the city lord of Qincheng, stood up and said angrily.

"If you don't win, you're looking for death!"

Sen Sen's words came faintly, making Ying Que unconsciously shudder, and turned back to Qin Baiying's fire-breathing eyes, Ying Que smiled and said: "Misunderstanding, slip of the tongue!

As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly sat back, looking at his nose and nose and heart, looking like an old monk meditating.

"Hmph!" Qin Baiying snorted coldly when she saw this, but she didn't continue to investigate.

All the great powers of the human race, but after this time, they were all smiling, and the dull atmosphere just now was swept away.

Anton came to stand up and said, "Although I am a few years older than you, I am not the opponent of the Wang City Lord, the Qin City Lord, and the Song Lao at this moment, so I propose that our Terran Eleven Cities be led by three to form the last alliance of the Terran Clan!"

After speaking, he slowly looked around and resolutely said: "If this battle is not successful, it will become a benevolent! This is a battle to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

Hundreds of high-ranking Terran people in the hall stood up and shouted in unison!

The sound is so loud that it soars into the sky!

The power is so great that it is terrifying!

The hundreds of millions of monks who had already gathered in Yucheng heard such an angry roar, although they didn't know what was going on, they were still excited!

"Fight to the death!"

I don't know who took the lead in shouting, and all of a sudden, everyone in the entire Yucheng, from monks to mortals, roared in unison!

The power shook the sky, and one after another qi and blood rushed straight to the sky.

Three days later, hundreds of Terran powers stood high in the sky of Yucheng, looking at the countless streamers that slipped from the sky.

Behind them were countless Terrans, nearly 100 billion Terrans on this star planet.

At the moment of the monks, the mortals who have not cultivated are also standing behind with sharp weapons in their hands.

No matter how high or low the cultivation is, there is no fear on everyone's faces, there is only a resolute color.

"The hideous nature of all races is finally about to be revealed, and today may be the last day of my life!" Anton said lightly.

"What's the matter!What can Wang Ba do if he lives for ten thousand years!" Qin Baiying replied disdainfully.

"That's right! Life is gorgeous, and death must be heroic!" Wang Dashan smiled slightly while holding a small yellow tower, but there was a little more desolation in that smile after all.

"Hehe, let these aliens see the power of our human race! Let them know that the dignity of the human race cannot be trampled on! Even if I die, I will splash their blood!"

At this time, he still has the only promise when facing Qin Baiying, at this time he is a warrior who is determined to die and fights for the dignity of the race!

"Boom"

"Boom"

A roar came from far away from the west, and as the sound came, dust rose in the sky in the distance.

Before the dust cleared, countless heavy footsteps came from it.

"Demon Clan?"

The overwhelming hideous face appeared in the sight of the human race, which was a vast crowd of people whose number could not be seen at a glance.

"Boom"

"Boom"

There were countless roars coming from all directions.

"Angels?"

"Elves?"

"Dwarves?"

......

Looking at the countless races that had been seen and never seen in his sight, although the Terran monks were all frightened and inexplicable, they immediately rose into a monstrous rage!

Qin Baiying was dressed in silver armor, holding the Yin Luo Banner and turned around to look at the hundreds of billions of human races behind him, and said loudly: "These alien races have invaded my homeland and destroyed my civilization, but at this time, they still want to kill us all!"

After a pause, he suddenly said loudly: "Tell me!

"I don't want to!"

"I don't want to!"

Several loud shouts made all the races who were coming towards the human race stop, and they all looked at the direction of Yucheng with some horror.

The leader of the elven clan, the elven woman in white robes, was also surprised, and turned back to the person beside her: "We'll wait and see what happens." ”

The elven man in the silver robe was puzzled: "But Your Highness, the blood sacrifice of a race will inevitably lead to the heart of the plane, if we are a little slower..."

The woman waved her hand and said: "Needless to say, the guardian enchantment has been activated, and at this moment, no one can leave this star field without the gods, so it doesn't matter who gets it first, what matters is who can get it last!"

Hearing this, the man said respectfully: "Your Highness is wise!"

There are many races that have the same plan as them, but there are also some races that have gone towards Yucheng regardless of the question.

Maybe it's confidence in your own strength, or maybe you have other means.

In Yucheng, Qin Baiying looked at the torrent sweeping from all directions, and the Yin Luo Banner in his hand pointed forward slightly and roared: "Why don't my human race regret to fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

With the leadership of hundreds of high-level monks of the Terran race, hundreds of billions of warriors of the Terran race swept towards the various races that swept in all directions, and went straight up!

At this moment, no one is an ordinary person, there is no high or low at this moment, they are all warriors!

Whether it is a monk or a mortal who has no cultivation at all, he is an iron-clad hot-blooded warrior at this moment!

A middle-aged man in a chef's uniform, holding an iron pot in his hand, tears streaming down his face, but still running forward.

A seven or eight-year-old child, walking unsteadily, still holding a small dagger, followed the flow of people and ran forward.

A forty or fifty-year-old ordinary aunt, holding half a shovel in her hand, swayed the fat on her waist when she ran, but she still resolutely went forward.

At this moment, her heroic beauty is amazing!

At this moment, the human race showed its dignity and the soul of the unyielding race to these high races!

There is no way to retreat, when the homeland is reduced to a playground for all races, why not hesitate to fight for the human race!

There is no way to avoid it, when endless darkness descends, the light is not there, why not hesitate to fight!